#legionsniper

[jienkora]

Fire & Ash - Starter Call - Closed

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   The smell of it was unmistakable. He had sent out his little pets to find her again, as any big bother would for their lost sibling. She knew the intent of those hunting her, slithering down the naked walk ways in the shadows, hoping to catch sight of her. Oh, how she heard their whispers, knew how they would send out signals. Centuries since the dawn of time to practice and still to this day she avoided them.

                    Every now and again though...they find her.

   She let out a sigh, feeling the smoke of burning surfer roll over her bare shoulders. It would stick to her clothing, the jogging pants, tank top, running shoes, just another scent they had on her.     Smoke rippled around her, like chains forming to keep her still. Since a mind game they had to play with her, trying to strike fear in her heart. Did her brother not bother to tell them who they had been sent to hunt? Did he not give them a proper warning? Of course he wouldn’t...After so long, he started to get lazy with his little pets never coming home.    “Such a beautiful pity,” Long, black, lengthy fingers came out from the smoke behind her, like a mist shadowing a man. The fingers would slowly become more flesh toned, large hands. A man standing inches over her, letting his hand caress the side of her neck from behind. “No restrictions on how we bring you in...as long as you are able to breath.”    His voice whispering closer. Her cobalt eyes slowly closing. Under the street light was just enough not to give way of what she was...but just barely it’s light that the man could be clearly seen. She knew his intentions, demons like him don’t get to come out into the world long enough to get any pleasure out of it.He wouldn’t be the first to try, and most certainly wouldn’t be the last.    The smoke, solidified, leaving her in metaphorical chains that would make anyone else see her as if she was just stunned in place. She could feel the hold against her muscles, running down her legs. The demon thought he had her... His hand against her neck would slowly slither around towards her front, gripping her throat in a tight hold as she felt him press up against her.    “Now hold still...” He purred.

[redbritishsniper]

Scavenging for scraps

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“Fuck!” Natasha threw an empty old device across the room and frowned to herself. The object made a sound, echoing the halls of an engineering room. “Come on, come there’s got to be one.” Her eye scope was acting up again from the damage last time and she needed to replace it. Of course there will be certain parts will not be easy to find. She need to get back to hunting for food for her children and the people she took in.

She heard a noise just in this very room and spun around with a rifle in hand. “Hands up!” There she saw a blonde guy who doesn’t looked like a normal civilian. She narrowed her eyes at him. “And away from any weapons you have on you.”

[firesxofxcoclare]

@legionsniper​ continued ( x ) ℒ𝒆𝓽𝓽𝒆𝓻𝓼 𝓸𝒇 𝓘𝓶𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽: 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹                     -----Legion

That first brush of flesh on flesh, panties shoved aside; set her on fire.  A low hum of feminine delight as the grin on her lips spread, flashing fang as her glamour slipped, unable to adjust in the turbulent influx of sexual energy that vibrated off the both of them in intoxicating haze of lust and desire.  He was just as eager as she, his emboldened touched heavy and harsh against her skin. 

The vixen was lost in that moment between thought and action; the warm of his cock heavy against her palm. Its girth cradled in the curl of her fingers.  A small gasp escaped her; an exhale of pleasure and drive that rocked her to the center of her belly. His finger slipped inside of her and her hips shoved down and back, a steady and progressive undulation.          More----it took her breath away but gave her reason to breathe all over again. His teeth sunk into her skin and her head tilted back in blissful abandon and frustration. Long dark hair spilled down the length of her naked, unprotected back; the pain in her hip from the bouncy betty’s shrapnel lanced sharply through her pleasure like a divining rod striking gold. Teetering in the background in that way only adrenaline and single-minded drive could do.                      He had saved her life only a few hours ago, had literally walked into her hell and explained how to fashion a key in which to unlock the door. Had gone shopping with her in the Apocalypse, argued and bickered even; the whole nine.  It was surreal as much as it was refreshing. While human companionship wasn’t a thing she valued or prioritized like he did, even from before, she was used to her solidarity. More often than not, it was simple necessity. 

But right now....right this very minute for as long as she could-----for as long as he could. She wanted him. Needed him. 

                     “----Legion,” she breathed heavily, turning to brush the bridge her nose first against the lobe of his ear, before capturing it between her teeth. “I need you.” Come Hell and high water; come what may and come what will.  She would face it, her decision had been made.

[vagantum-custos]

     { @legionsniper Continued from this }

The masked woman couldn’t help but relax and smile as she watched the man move around the couch, shifting against him slightly so she was more comfortable. “Oh, just that murder mystery I told you about before.”

Aeona was extremely glad she hadn’t been gone for too long, it was somehow easy for the two of them to slip back to their old routines from before.

[shuyukiamurosa]

Capture the Gorgon- closed rp with Legionsniper

Run, the mythical being made her way through the thick foliage in attempt to lose her pursuers. So far, she was managing to keep out of their hands, she looked back before slipping down a hole that dropped her off in a tunnel. There were many scattered about, helping hide the Gorgon from the humans that hunted her. Hearing their confused cries, she managed to escape for another day but sadly, the food she had found was left behind in hopes of escaping easier.

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[redbritishsniper]

For the weekend

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Natasha drove to Legion’s house once her job at TFI was over for the day. She was glad the battle was shorter than expected. Nonetheless once she showered and changed into fresh clothes, she hopped onto her motorbike and headed to his place to stay for the weekend. With her children and her maid, plus her dog are back in London for the summer she was alone in her apartment with her cat for the next few months. That’s when she called him if she can stay over and he said yes.

Duffel bag packed, certain items included, rifle brought along, and pet cat being taken care by her brother, Natasha was ready to go.

Once she reached there, she rang his doorbell and waited. And while waiting she took out a Polaroid camera she purchased but never used it once before and aimed it for the door. When Legion opened the door she snapped a picture of him and smiled. “Hey there handsome.” The picture came out and Natasha waved it, waiting for the picture to appear. “Ohh, you made quite a funny face on it. That’s a keeper.”

[firesxofxcoclare]

Ship / Verse aesthetics -- Apocalypse 

[redbritishsniper]

Partners in crime

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Natasha resisted to yawned without fearing her side grin scar would open despite having it closed up years ago. Regardless she resisted to yawn widely as she headed for her boss’s office. She wasn’t sure why she was called in, especially early in the morning via phone call. Once whatever they needed to speak to her for, she’s hoping her favorite coffee shop is open by now.

She heard a response behind the door when she knocked on it and entered. “Ma’am, I know you want to see me, but still, it’s a bit too early to-” The half blind assassin paused when she saw she was not alone with the boss herself. There was another person in here and this was someone she was not familiar in the agency.

“Ma’am, who’s he?”